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Crisis
by Marijo Phelps How can I make sense When tears flood my logic And I reach out But there's no one there Only the hollow ringing Of an empty phone at my ear Why do I have to bottom out Before I pour out my heart To You, My Jesus? And You were there Arms waiting open All the while. My blog is: http://myincrediblelord.blogspot.com/ (C) Marijo Phelps all rights reserved. Use with proper credits. About Self Saved by His grace in 1974, from 9 years of professing atheism into His loving arms. RN for 23 years, missionary with YWAM then statistical analyst for Every Home for Christ over 9 years. Living with my husband in the middle of a mountain meadow. GRIN! Wanting to spread the good news Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |